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drill the land that I should plough, An' plough the drills entirely, O! O, love, love, love! &c. Ae morning, by the dawn o' day, I rose to theek the stable, O! I keust my coat an' plied away As fast as I was able, O! I wrought that morning out an' out, As I 'd been redding fire, O! When I had done an' look'd about, Gude faith, it was the byre, O! O, love, love, love! &c. Her wily glance I 'll ne'er forget, The dear, the lovely blinkin' o't Has pierced me through an' through the heart, An' plagues me wi' the prinklin' o't. I tried to sing, I tried to pray, I tried to drown 't wi' drinkin' o't, I tried wi' sport to drive 't away, But ne'er can sleep for thinkin' o't. O, love, love, love! &c. Nae man can tell what pains I prove, Or how severe my pliskie, O! I swear I 'm sairer drunk wi' love Than e'er I was wi' whisky, O! For love has raked me fore an' aft, I scarce can lift a leggie, O! I first grew dizzy, then gaed daft, An' soon I 'll dee for Peggy, O! O, love, love, love! Love is like a dizziness, It winna let a poor body Gang about his business! O, WEEL BEFA' THE MAIDEN GAY.[58] O, weel befa' the maiden gay, In cottage, bught, or penn, An' weel befa' the bonny May That wons in yonder glen; Wha loes the modest truth sae weel, Wha 's aye kind, an' aye sae leal, An' pure as blooming asphodel Amang sae mony men. O, weel befa' the bonny thing That wons in yonder glen! 'Tis sweet to hear the music float Along the gloaming lea; 'Tis sweet to hear the blackbird's note Come pealing frae the tree; To see the lambkins lightsome race-- The speckled kid in wanton chase-- The young deer cower in lonely place, Deep in her flowing den; But sweeter far the bonny face That smiles in yonder glen! O, had it no' been for the blush O' maiden's virgin flame, Dear beauty never had been known, An' never had a name; But aye sin' that dear thing o' blame Was modell'd by an angel's frame, The power o' beauty reigns supreme O'er a' the sons o' men; But deadliest far the sacred flame Burns in a lonely glen! There 's beauty in the violet's vest-- The
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